April 16, Leeds, Utah

Another big day of travel, sightseeing, and jumping in and out of the truck. This morning, Don turned over the responsibility for choosing a walking area to Garmie III, our newest GPS guide, who has a voice like a drill instructor. She informed him that there was a park in a town called Toquerville, a mere four miles away. Don knows that Garmie’s milages depend on us having wings, but went with her decision anyway. A mere eight miles later, we were at our destination, a very nice little park in a picturesque small village. They had some really nice grass for rolling in, a good bridge over a rushing creek, and lots of new smells for me to sample. I complimented Garmie on her choice.

We returned to the rig, picked up Geri, and headed south toward St. George. Our destination was Snow Canyon State Park, which had been recommended to us by the lady at the Chamber of Commerce. It was a good recommendation. We drove between gigantic sandstone cliffs with lava beds at their base, some really wonderful scenery. We stopped several times, allowing me to get out and check the scents of the local wildlife. Don took a lot of photos, and I’m sure he’ll post some.

They needed to stop for their lunch, and Don was intrigued by a drive-in that advertised a deep-fried hot dog with bacon; Geri was interested in the sweet potato French fries. As it turned out, Don wimped out and had a burger, but Geri said the fries were great. None for me, unfortunately.

Next stop was a Dinosaur museum, where they had unearthed thousands of dinosaur footprints and built a huge building over them. I couldn’t go in, just because I’m not human, but I got to lay in the shade just outside the door and greet visitors. Geri and Don were very impressed with the display, and very thankful that didn’t have to deal with dinosaur encounters in our present wanderings.

After a bit more wandering around and appreciating the scenery, we headed back to the rig, where Geri and I collapsed into major napping. Don says I must have been having some good dreams, ‘cause I was wagging my tail like crazy; he was afraid I was going to wake myself up. No report on whether Geri was wagging her tail. The late and heavy lunch they had turned them off the idea of dinner, though I got mine after I finished my nap. Geri took me out for a little walk after dinner, and we met some nice people in the RV Park who treated me very pleasantly. We’re out of here tomorrow, heading for some other little burg in Utah. Will let you know how it goes.